As soon as the food came to the table, Mama Sang was surprised by the sumptuous dishes on the table, "Girl Gu, are you going to give us the whole Manchu banquet?"
Full Manchu?
——Maybe your neighbor is waiting for you to collect all the dishes for a full banquet, and then kindly invite you to have lunch together?
——No, no, such a big làng romance, I can't afford it, I can't afford it.
From time to time, Gu Qing thought of those who used to, and subconsciously went to see Sang Yu who had never spoken to her since she said the word "good".
If Sang Yu thinks this is a làng romance, then treat it as a parting làng romance and give it to her.
Immediately afterwards, Gu Qingshi looked at Mama Sang again, and the forced smile lasted for a long time, and it became natural: "Auntie praised me again, I can't cook a full banquet, and I can cook these home-cooked dishes, you don't dislike it Just fine."
Mama Sang gave her a bad look, and looked at the dishes on the table impatiently. She sniffed her nose, satisfied and a little envious, "It smells delicious. You don't leave here, you don't know, it's hard to wake her up before one o'clock at home on weekdays. If when I can cook so well, I probably don't go when I'm eating I urged her three times and four times to invite her."
She has been a housewife for decades, and her cooking skills are still as mediocre as ever, and her meals are all supported by salty and spicy flavors.
Mother Sang's playful and greedy look is no different from Sang Yu's. For some reason, Gu Qingshi suddenly wanted to see Sang Kun's expression.
Helpless, pampered.
This is the emotion she interpreted from the way Sang Kun looked at Sang's mother.
How could Sang Yu, who has been nurtured and brought up in this kind of love between men and women since she was a child, imagine that her Prince Charming is a woman?
Gu Qingshi was instantly ashamed of the extravagant desires in her heart, she retracted her eyes in a panic, and forgot what Sang's mother had said to her just now, and could only help everyone go to the kitchen to serve dinner in embarrassment.
Normally, when she and Sang Yu were the only two eating, she would put the rice in a glass bowl and put it directly on the dining table, but today there were too many dishes, and the big glass bowl couldn't fit on the table.
"Hey, it's been hard work for you to make such a big table of dishes, and we'll serve them by ourselves." Mama Sang picked up the bowl and wanted to serve it by herself, but Gu Qingshi pushed it back.
Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted Sang Yu who was sitting in a daze, and Mother Sang felt that Sang Yu was a bit annoying.
"Sang Yu, look at you, you are really getting more and more outrageous." Mother Sang couldn't help but tugged Sang Yu's ear, and shouted in a low voice with a tiger's face.
Sang Yu was afraid of pain when she was young, and she would cover her ears and scream for pain when Ms Sang unscrewed her earlobe slightly, but she would be twisted by Ms Sang, she didn't show any expression. go.
"Brother Kun?" Sang Yu's silent and well-behaved mother Sang was taken aback, "Sang Sang is this?"
Sang Kun subconsciously glanced at the kitchen, the two people were grabbing rice spoons, for some reason, he suddenly thought of the scene he saw before entering the house.
"Girl, the feelings are sticky, maybe it's the thought of parting with someone, and I'm a little bit reluctant." Sang Kun didn't want to think about it.
Mother Sang frowned, "She didn't tell us anything when she was young, and Gu... hey, I forgot what this girl's name is again?"
Sang Kun raised his hand to help her pull the broken hair behind her ears, "Qingshi, Gu Qingshi, don't you always call me a girl, how rustic?"
Sang's mother snorted, unconvinced, "It's so affectionate to call my daughter. I like this girl better than that little bastard Lin Yuyan. Now that Sang Sang has such a friend, I feel at ease."
The two people in the kitchen didn't know what they were doing, and they hadn't served the food for a long time. Once Mama Sang started talking, she couldn't stop.
"Since Sangsang has been a writer for this Lao Shizi, she doesn't go out very often, and she hasn't seen anyone asking her out. I'm worried that she's suffering from some kind of illness. By the way, I can tell you that when I go back this time, I will say Just say she's fine, don't add fuel to the fire."
Sang Kun hummed vaguely.
At this moment, his mind was completely focused on the two people in the kitchen. He saw with his own eyes that the two grabbed the rice spoons and held hands together. After a while, the two let go of the rice spoons in a panic. .
"Not to mention whether the excuses are true or not, the fact that it was Lin Yuyan who stabbed the knife in the back is enough..."
In the middle of speaking, Mama Sang felt that Sang Kun was absent-minded, so she stopped talking and turned her body towards the kitchen. Before she could look over her eyes, Sang Kun blocked her sight.
"Brother Kun, what are you looking at?"
"I didn't see anything." Sang Kun suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, raised his hand and slid over his frowning brows, and suddenly said: "Xiao Xiao, our Sang Sang is 26 years old this year."
Mother Sang felt inexplicable, "Well, why did you mention this all of a sudden?"
At this moment, there was the sound of the glass door being pushed and pulled open from the kitchen, and Sang Yu and Gu Qing came in one after the other.
The dining room and the kitchen are very close, separated by a sliding glass door in the middle.
Sang Kun glanced at the two people who were silent, and smiled at Sang's mother: "I just remembered that when we were 26 years old, Sang Sang could go to the small shop outside the hospital to buy soy sauce."
When Gu Qing heard this, the hand holding the rice bowl trembled slightly, and then put the rice in front of Sang Kun and Sang's mother as if nothing had happened, "Uncle, aunt, eat."
"Girl, how old are you this year?" Mama Sang asked casually after thanking her.
Gu Qingshi took the meal that Sang Yu handed over, and after greeting everyone to eat, he said: "This September, I will be 26 years old."
"That's about the same age as Sangsang, and you're two months older than her." Mama Sang said, she put a piece of chili chicken into her mouth, and her peach blossom eyes instantly curved, full of surprises, "Your dish is delicious. It’s so delicious, ouch, if it’s my daughter, I’ll be lucky.”
Gu Qingshi was inexplicably happy, and his expression became more gentle, "As long as Auntie likes it, next time you come over, I will..."
Thinking of something, Gu Qing's words stopped abruptly, and she quickly pretended to cough twice.
Gu Qingshi coughed, and Sang Yu, who was next to her, immediately put down the chopsticks in her hand, and quickly handed the poured drink to her lips, "I was talking about me earlier, look at yourself, you don't choke the same way when you eat."
Mother Sang stared at Sang Yu, blinked and blinked, and then looked at Sang Kun again, with a happy and unhappy expression, "Brother Kun, when did we, Sang Sang, become so caring?"
Hearing this, Gu Qing hurriedly brushed away Sang Yu's smooth hand, took two sips of her drink, pretended to cough twice, and explained embarrassingly: "I haven't eaten such a spicy dish in a while. I guess I was in a hurry just now."
Facing Sang Kun's scrutinizing eyes, Gu Qing instantly staggered away, and subconsciously distanced himself from Sang Yu, "Sang Yu, eat, I'm fine."
Sang Yu ignored her, picked up chopsticks and picked up two pieces of winter melon from the winter melon pork rib soup for her.
Sang Kun's eyes were still fixed on the two people on the opposite side. Mother Sang didn't know why, so she also picked up two pieces of wax gourd for him. She didn't know what she thought of, and sighed, "It's good if Qingshi is a male doll, otherwise I don't know what to do. Being a mother-in-law is also a blessing..."
"Cough, cough, cough..." This time, Gu Qingshi really choked, she clutched her neck and hurried to the bathroom.
Sang Yu subconsciously wanted to follow, but as soon as she pushed the chair away, Sang Kun stopped her, "Sang Yu."
Sang Yu was taken aback, then looked at Sang Kun, "Huh?"
Sang Kun looked at Sang Yu's peach blossom eyes, and his dark words turned into an understatement, "Gu Qingshi's cooking skills are really good."
Sang Yu nodded hesitantly, "I'll pour Gu Qingshi a glass of water."
When he got a glass of water from the kitchen, Sang Yu looked at Sang Kun with unprecedented coldness, "Dad, it's delicious, you and mom should eat more, and you won't be able to eat it anymore."
Sang's mother: "...This child, what you said is like a farewell to death, and she left the Grand Hyatt Mansion together, so she won't associate with Qingshi anymore?"
Sang Kun put a whole piece of wax gourd into his mouth, didn't reply, and said in a low voice after a while: "You know that Sang Sang is not a person who likes to go out."
Sang's mother gave him a blank look, "You can come to our house as often as you can when Qingshi is free."
Sang Kun choked, and rarely paid attention to Sang's mother, only focusing on eating.
Gu Qingshi coughed for a long time in the bathroom before he got over his breath, tears were choked out.
Seeing that she had calmed down, Sang Yu took her hand back and passed the water glass over, "Gu Qingshi, don't take my mother's word for granted."
Gu Qingshi was still bent over the pool, holding the water glass without moving.
"My mother, she..."
"Yeah, why am I not a boy doll?"
Full Manchu?
——Maybe your neighbor is waiting for you to collect all the dishes for a full banquet, and then kindly invite you to have lunch together?
——No, no, such a big làng romance, I can't afford it, I can't afford it.
From time to time, Gu Qing thought of those who used to, and subconsciously went to see Sang Yu who had never spoken to her since she said the word "good".
If Sang Yu thinks this is a làng romance, then treat it as a parting làng romance and give it to her.
Immediately afterwards, Gu Qingshi looked at Mama Sang again, and the forced smile lasted for a long time, and it became natural: "Auntie praised me again, I can't cook a full banquet, and I can cook these home-cooked dishes, you don't dislike it Just fine."
Mama Sang gave her a bad look, and looked at the dishes on the table impatiently. She sniffed her nose, satisfied and a little envious, "It smells delicious. You don't leave here, you don't know, it's hard to wake her up before one o'clock at home on weekdays. If when I can cook so well, I probably don't go when I'm eating I urged her three times and four times to invite her."
She has been a housewife for decades, and her cooking skills are still as mediocre as ever, and her meals are all supported by salty and spicy flavors.
Mother Sang's playful and greedy look is no different from Sang Yu's. For some reason, Gu Qingshi suddenly wanted to see Sang Kun's expression.
Helpless, pampered.
This is the emotion she interpreted from the way Sang Kun looked at Sang's mother.
How could Sang Yu, who has been nurtured and brought up in this kind of love between men and women since she was a child, imagine that her Prince Charming is a woman?
Gu Qingshi was instantly ashamed of the extravagant desires in her heart, she retracted her eyes in a panic, and forgot what Sang's mother had said to her just now, and could only help everyone go to the kitchen to serve dinner in embarrassment.
Normally, when she and Sang Yu were the only two eating, she would put the rice in a glass bowl and put it directly on the dining table, but today there were too many dishes, and the big glass bowl couldn't fit on the table.
"Hey, it's been hard work for you to make such a big table of dishes, and we'll serve them by ourselves." Mama Sang picked up the bowl and wanted to serve it by herself, but Gu Qingshi pushed it back.
Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted Sang Yu who was sitting in a daze, and Mother Sang felt that Sang Yu was a bit annoying.
"Sang Yu, look at you, you are really getting more and more outrageous." Mother Sang couldn't help but tugged Sang Yu's ear, and shouted in a low voice with a tiger's face.
Sang Yu was afraid of pain when she was young, and she would cover her ears and scream for pain when Ms Sang unscrewed her earlobe slightly, but she would be twisted by Ms Sang, she didn't show any expression. go.
"Brother Kun?" Sang Yu's silent and well-behaved mother Sang was taken aback, "Sang Sang is this?"
Sang Kun subconsciously glanced at the kitchen, the two people were grabbing rice spoons, for some reason, he suddenly thought of the scene he saw before entering the house.
"Girl, the feelings are sticky, maybe it's the thought of parting with someone, and I'm a little bit reluctant." Sang Kun didn't want to think about it.
Mother Sang frowned, "She didn't tell us anything when she was young, and Gu... hey, I forgot what this girl's name is again?"
Sang Kun raised his hand to help her pull the broken hair behind her ears, "Qingshi, Gu Qingshi, don't you always call me a girl, how rustic?"
Sang's mother snorted, unconvinced, "It's so affectionate to call my daughter. I like this girl better than that little bastard Lin Yuyan. Now that Sang Sang has such a friend, I feel at ease."
The two people in the kitchen didn't know what they were doing, and they hadn't served the food for a long time. Once Mama Sang started talking, she couldn't stop.
"Since Sangsang has been a writer for this Lao Shizi, she doesn't go out very often, and she hasn't seen anyone asking her out. I'm worried that she's suffering from some kind of illness. By the way, I can tell you that when I go back this time, I will say Just say she's fine, don't add fuel to the fire."
Sang Kun hummed vaguely.
At this moment, his mind was completely focused on the two people in the kitchen. He saw with his own eyes that the two grabbed the rice spoons and held hands together. After a while, the two let go of the rice spoons in a panic. .
"Not to mention whether the excuses are true or not, the fact that it was Lin Yuyan who stabbed the knife in the back is enough..."
In the middle of speaking, Mama Sang felt that Sang Kun was absent-minded, so she stopped talking and turned her body towards the kitchen. Before she could look over her eyes, Sang Kun blocked her sight.
"Brother Kun, what are you looking at?"
"I didn't see anything." Sang Kun suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, raised his hand and slid over his frowning brows, and suddenly said: "Xiao Xiao, our Sang Sang is 26 years old this year."
Mother Sang felt inexplicable, "Well, why did you mention this all of a sudden?"
At this moment, there was the sound of the glass door being pushed and pulled open from the kitchen, and Sang Yu and Gu Qing came in one after the other.
The dining room and the kitchen are very close, separated by a sliding glass door in the middle.
Sang Kun glanced at the two people who were silent, and smiled at Sang's mother: "I just remembered that when we were 26 years old, Sang Sang could go to the small shop outside the hospital to buy soy sauce."
When Gu Qing heard this, the hand holding the rice bowl trembled slightly, and then put the rice in front of Sang Kun and Sang's mother as if nothing had happened, "Uncle, aunt, eat."
"Girl, how old are you this year?" Mama Sang asked casually after thanking her.
Gu Qingshi took the meal that Sang Yu handed over, and after greeting everyone to eat, he said: "This September, I will be 26 years old."
"That's about the same age as Sangsang, and you're two months older than her." Mama Sang said, she put a piece of chili chicken into her mouth, and her peach blossom eyes instantly curved, full of surprises, "Your dish is delicious. It’s so delicious, ouch, if it’s my daughter, I’ll be lucky.”
Gu Qingshi was inexplicably happy, and his expression became more gentle, "As long as Auntie likes it, next time you come over, I will..."
Thinking of something, Gu Qing's words stopped abruptly, and she quickly pretended to cough twice.
Gu Qingshi coughed, and Sang Yu, who was next to her, immediately put down the chopsticks in her hand, and quickly handed the poured drink to her lips, "I was talking about me earlier, look at yourself, you don't choke the same way when you eat."
Mother Sang stared at Sang Yu, blinked and blinked, and then looked at Sang Kun again, with a happy and unhappy expression, "Brother Kun, when did we, Sang Sang, become so caring?"
Hearing this, Gu Qing hurriedly brushed away Sang Yu's smooth hand, took two sips of her drink, pretended to cough twice, and explained embarrassingly: "I haven't eaten such a spicy dish in a while. I guess I was in a hurry just now."
Facing Sang Kun's scrutinizing eyes, Gu Qing instantly staggered away, and subconsciously distanced himself from Sang Yu, "Sang Yu, eat, I'm fine."
Sang Yu ignored her, picked up chopsticks and picked up two pieces of winter melon from the winter melon pork rib soup for her.
Sang Kun's eyes were still fixed on the two people on the opposite side. Mother Sang didn't know why, so she also picked up two pieces of wax gourd for him. She didn't know what she thought of, and sighed, "It's good if Qingshi is a male doll, otherwise I don't know what to do. Being a mother-in-law is also a blessing..."
"Cough, cough, cough..." This time, Gu Qingshi really choked, she clutched her neck and hurried to the bathroom.
Sang Yu subconsciously wanted to follow, but as soon as she pushed the chair away, Sang Kun stopped her, "Sang Yu."
Sang Yu was taken aback, then looked at Sang Kun, "Huh?"
Sang Kun looked at Sang Yu's peach blossom eyes, and his dark words turned into an understatement, "Gu Qingshi's cooking skills are really good."
Sang Yu nodded hesitantly, "I'll pour Gu Qingshi a glass of water."
When he got a glass of water from the kitchen, Sang Yu looked at Sang Kun with unprecedented coldness, "Dad, it's delicious, you and mom should eat more, and you won't be able to eat it anymore."
Sang's mother: "...This child, what you said is like a farewell to death, and she left the Grand Hyatt Mansion together, so she won't associate with Qingshi anymore?"
Sang Kun put a whole piece of wax gourd into his mouth, didn't reply, and said in a low voice after a while: "You know that Sang Sang is not a person who likes to go out."
Sang's mother gave him a blank look, "You can come to our house as often as you can when Qingshi is free."
Sang Kun choked, and rarely paid attention to Sang's mother, only focusing on eating.
Gu Qingshi coughed for a long time in the bathroom before he got over his breath, tears were choked out.
Seeing that she had calmed down, Sang Yu took her hand back and passed the water glass over, "Gu Qingshi, don't take my mother's word for granted."
Gu Qingshi was still bent over the pool, holding the water glass without moving.
"My mother, she..."
"Yeah, why am I not a boy doll?"
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